In the haze, Mo Zeming noticed that there seemed to be a door not far in front of him. That door was not a hatch on the ship, but a huge door that was several times taller than the boy. It was based on
Made of huanghuali wood, the best craftsmen from Wanzhou were invited to carefully carve out the shapes of countless stars.
"This place is - Luo Xing Pavilion?! How did I come back here?"
The young man suddenly shuddered. He looked around, but could not find Mo Chen at all. He could not see Yunzhi City at the foot of the mountain, nor could he see the stars in the sky. There was only a layer of fog and haze around him, as if it were endless.
of gray.
He wanted to open his mouth and shout loudly, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound at all. He had no choice but to give up his struggle and walked towards Luo Xing Pavilion, which suddenly became much taller in front of him.
The door with the star map carved on it was not locked. Mo Zeming only pushed it gently, and the left and right door leaves opened a crack lightly and silently.
However, the silver-haired boy did not continue to walk towards the door. Because he suddenly heard someone whispering in the Luoxing Pavilion. The voice seemed to be muffled in a clay pot, as if it was far away, but it was clear.
It's as if it's right in front of you.
"Your Excellency just said, where did you come from?"
One of them asked loudly, with a loud voice. Mo Zeming suddenly felt as if he had heard the other person's voice somewhere before. He quickly looked around, but he could only see a beam of moonlight shining from the top of Luo Xing Pavilion.
There were two figures standing in the darkness, one on the left and one on the right. One of them was tall and thin, wearing a large cloak that did not match that well. The other one was wearing a gorgeous silver brocade robe.
A soaring skylark embroidered with dark patterns on the robe is quite eye-catching.
"Cangliu City. I am the chief priest of Cangliu City - Feng Weishu."
The man in the cloak cupped his hands, his tone full of respect and humility. The man in the brocade robe opposite began to think about it, and after a moment he lowered his head and thought:
"Cangliu City? Never heard of such a city in the world?"
"My clan has lived in isolation for many years and does not like to interact with the outside world. Your Majesty has never heard of this name, so there is no need to be surprised."
"I heard that you came here specifically to see me? What exactly did you do?"
"Yunzhi Mo family is proficient in prophecy and astrology, and has long been famous throughout the world. I came to visit you rashly, especially to ask you to divine a divination for our family..."
As the man in the cloak spoke, he reached into his arms and took out something, placed it in his palm and handed it out. The thing glowed strangely under the cold moonlight. It was actually a crystal the size of a pigeon egg, completely black.
!
"It's the father! The man in the pavilion is the father!"
Mo Zeming's whole body suddenly started to tremble like electricity. He immediately took steps to run in and grab his father Mo Ran, who he missed day and night, to say a few words. Unexpectedly, a pair of strong hands suddenly hit him behind him.
Holding her tightly, it was Mo Chen who had not been seen before:
"Little Patriarch, the old Patriarch is receiving guests. It's not easy to eavesdrop!"
The silver-haired boy struggled, trying to get the other person to let go. But Mo Chen's strength was too great. Even though he tried all his strength, he couldn't break free at all.
The conversation in Luo Xing Pavilion is still continuing.
"...In this case, please wait for a moment."
Mo Ran bowed to the visitor, then fiddled with the arithmetic chips at hand, put a pen on the arithmetic paper and started writing quickly. In just a moment, he had the result, "The person you are looking for is now on the north bank of the Yushui estuary. , that family’s surname is Jiang.”
"Just a family of fishermen? Your Majesty calculated so quickly. Can you check it again?"
The man who called himself Feng Weishu seemed a little unconvinced and took another step forward. But the head of the Mo family opposite him was quite confident in the results of his divination:
"For your family, there is almost no entanglement between the star flow in the horoscope and the lives of the people in Dasheng Dynasty. I have calculated this result several times, and there is absolutely no chance that there will be any mistakes. Whether you believe it or not, it is all up to you."
The man in the cloak wanted to say more, but Mo Ran didn't give him any chance to speak, turned around and left. Only the man named Huan Feng Weishu stood alone in the Luoxing Pavilion, standing in front of the Luoxing Pavilion. In front of Mo Zeming.
"Let me go, I'm going to see my father!"
Finally, the silver-haired boy used all his strength to shake off Mo Chen, who was hugging him, and rushed into the door with a roar. However, all he saw was the conspiracy scattered on the ground, and his father's cold body lying on the ground. .
Mo Zeming felt that all the blood in his body seemed to have solidified at this moment. Immediately after his feet were in the air, he felt as if he had fallen from the top of Wanren Mountain and woke up with a scream.
The young man was completely naked and rolled off the couch to the ground. Although the surroundings were dark, the wooden deck and the cramped cabin could be vaguely distinguished. Only then did he realize that he had had a nightmare.
"Has the young master been injured?"
Mo Chen rushed over from the next cabin, his face full of panic, and he reached out to help the other person on the ground. However, Mo Zeming did not get up in a hurry, but raised his head and stared into the other person's eyes, asking each word. :
"Do you remember that when I was four or five years old, there was a guest who behaved very strangely and came to Yunzhi City to see my father?"
The man opposite didn't know what the little master wanted. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head:
"It's been such a long time. There are dozens, if not hundreds, of people who come to see my old master every day. Mo Chen really can't remember clearly."
However, Mo Zeming refused to give up: "That day, I happened to be outside Luo Xing Pavilion and overheard the conversation between my father and that man. Later, I was stopped by Mo Chen -"
"Oh, so to speak, I have a vague impression." After hearing what the young man said, the man nodded and asked, "But why did the young master suddenly ask about this?"
"What I just saw in my dream was exactly this period from that year. It turns out that all the disasters today are caused by this! It's just that this memory is too vague, and I couldn't remember it at all before!"
"Could it be that the death of the old patriarch had something to do with the person who met him back then? How can the young patriarch be sure?"
Seeing the uncertainty on the other person's face, Mo Chen couldn't help but feel worried. However, the silver-haired boy stood up with his help, not caring that the blood was flowing down his bruised forehead:
"Not only the murder of my father, but also Jiang Yan's past, Brother Qi's misfortune, and even the assassin I saw in Luo Xing Pavilion before - what happened to all of us now has a lot to do with this person! "
"Who is that person?"
The man next to him asked again, taking out a clean handkerchief and dabbing it on the young man's forehead a few times.
"I am still unable to confirm the identity of this person. However, one thing is almost certain. This person may not be of my species..."
Mo Zeming shook his head, but turned his attention to the outside of the cabin - on the deck, Qi Ziyin couldn't hide the joy of meeting Ning Yue again. He had been talking to her all night, but he still didn't seem to have said enough.
Although the silver-haired boy didn't say anything clearly, he still shocked the man opposite him:
"Could the young master of the family say that this person actually has some relationship with Miss Ning Yue?"
"No, I don't mean to point at anyone. But no matter how you infer, the man behind the murder of my father cannot be any of the great people we can list now."
"Please ask the little master to clarify my doubts."
"If you think about it, now the princes from all walks of life have either died or their vitality has been severely damaged in the war, and they have no time to take care of them. Even the current situation in Yujing is so chaotic, except for Lu Qiu Bo Rong of Wei Liang who sent troops to the north. , no country has taken any action——"
Faced with Mo Chen's question, Mo Zeming did not explain in depth, "It's just that now, if this matter is indeed as I speculated and has something to do with our Duke Ye's sweetheart, maybe it will be easier to handle. .However, before the truth comes out, I have another matter that I should inform Brother Qi in time."
After saying that, the silver-haired boy pushed open the door and walked out of the cabin. Mo Chen didn't know what the little master wanted, so he immediately grabbed a wind-protecting cloak and followed behind.
"Brother Qi, can you please step aside? I have something to say to you."
Mo Zeming loudly interrupted Qi Ziyin who was chatting happily with Ning Yue.
Although the young Duke Ye did not expect that anyone would come to look for him at midnight, he still immediately waved away the retinue and guards. When Ning Yue saw this, she immediately turned around and wanted to leave:
"It's getting late. Ziyin, you have something serious to say, so I can't go back first."
But before she finished speaking, she saw Qi Ziyin shaking his head to indicate that it was okay, and turned to the silver-haired boy:
"I wonder if Brother Zeming still remembers Miss Ning Yue. What happened, but it doesn't matter. There is no secret between her and me."
Mo Zeming bowed deeply to the girl with fiery hair in front of him, and then said seriously:
"I originally had no intention of asking the girl to leave. Because what I am going to say next has something to do with both of you."
The other party's solemn expression made Qi Ziyin suddenly have an ominous premonition in his heart. He immediately asked:
"Did something happen in Mulu City?"
The silver-haired boy did not shy away and immediately nodded and admitted:
"The Baisha Camp was attacked half a month ago and suffered heavy losses. As for Mulu City, it was also destroyed in the evening of the next day. More than half of the soldiers and civilians in the city were killed or injured——"
"What's the current situation in the city?"
After learning about the changes in his homeland, the young Duke Ye could no longer care about anything else and immediately grabbed Mo Zeming's sleeve and asked more questions.
"General Fan Zhen was killed in the Baisha Camp. General Mi Ziyan led his troops to retreat to the city and defended it. After the city was broken, he committed suicide and died for his country..."
"When did Brother Zeming learn about this incident, and why did he not tell me about it until now?"
Qi Ziyin tried his best to suppress the anxiety and anger in his heart, but with one hand, he held Yin Ya's knife handle wrapped in shark skin and made a creaking sound.
The military advisor on the opposite side took a step back and saluted him again, but his eyes were already crimson:
"Before going to sea this time, Zeming had already calculated that Ye State would suffer such a catastrophe. However, if he did not conceal it, Brother Qi would definitely order to go back. The defeat is certain, even if we add our three ships and more than a thousand people, we will be in the war. Victory or defeat is just a drop in the bucket. But right now, Brother Qi is determined not to die!"
"Could it be that the soldiers in Baisha Camp and the people in Mulu City can die? You have concealed the results of the divination from me again and again. Don't call me Brother Qi, I don't have friends like you.
!”
Hearing what the other party said, the anger that the young Duke Ye had been trying to hold back finally broke out.
"The fault lies with Zeming, please forgive me, Lord Ye!"
Mo Zeming also knew that his move had completely crossed the bottom line and hurt the other party deeply. For a while, he did not dare to raise his head to look into the eyes of the boy in white.
"What's the point of talking about this now? I shouldn't have listened to what you said and took over the position of Duke Ye. I shouldn't have listened to what you said and gone north to find that bullshit holy city!"
Qi Ziyin suddenly pulled out his Yin fang from his waist and slashed it hard on the side of the ship in front of him, causing sawdust to fly. "Give me the order to turn the ship around and rush to help Ye Guo!"
Mo Zeming stopped him again:
"What's the use of going back now? Now the Twilight Cottage has been turned into a dead city. Even if we turn around and go back, with the strength of our troops, nothing will change!"
"If that's the case, why do you have to say so much? Get out of my way!"
The young Duke Ye pushed hard, and the frail silver-haired boy immediately fell on his back and fell to the ground, but still refused to let go of the hand holding the other party's clothes:
"Since Zeming is a military advisor, he understands that there must be choices on the battlefield. The only thing I can do now is to keep brother Qi safe. As long as you are alive, there is hope!"
"Today, there is no hope! Who is it that attacked Mulu City...?"
Qi Ziyin also knew that what the other party said was true. Even if he went south immediately after leaving Yujing that day, he would never be able to make it in time. He pondered for a long time before murmuring and asked again.
"The blue flames of the Peng Kingdom are unparalleled in the world. The man who led the army to capture Mulu City is named Yu Li. Now, he is also rushing to the north where we are going. What he wants in his heart is to find the first
Use the power of the people for your own benefit!”
"Is it Yuli? He's not dead yet!"
Hearing this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar name, the scene on the execution ground a few years ago suddenly came back to the young man in white, making him grit his teeth and ask again sharply:
"Then what does this matter have to do with Ning Yue?"
However, this time, Mo Zeming kept it secret and did not answer the other party's question directly. He just looked meaningfully at Ning Yue, who was panicking and a little overwhelmed next to the other party:
"Going north now will have a profound impact on both of you. You two need to be prepared. But right now, I can't accurately calculate what you will encounter next. It's just that everything in this world depends on people's choices. Wait for the time
When you arrive, maybe you will understand..."
He wanted to say that the girl next to Yu Li was directly or indirectly related to Jiang Yan's tragic life experience, and was perhaps the biggest variable in this trip. But until the last moment, he swallowed his words back.
中. However, the red-haired girl opposite seemed to notice something from the silver-haired boy's eyebrows. The expression on her face first changed from surprise to disappointment, and then added a hint of instinctive fear.
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